After a freak electrical storm has a human Marine tumble from an aircraft he finds himself in Equestria, he is a military man who knows much about war and duty but little about love peace and friends, will the hard Marine melt and make room in his heart for this new world or be brought back to what he knows in the violent turmoil of the humans. In this time line Equstria Girls did not happen
One shake, two shake, three, “Maybe if I just ignore him he will go away”. “Sir get up” I opened my eyes to a young man; wait scratch that a large child he looked like he was barely twelve. “What!” I said irritably,
“sir I need you to get up of the floor and strap in” the kid said with a slight crack in his voice. I leaned up with only a few pops from my back I groaned. The C-130 Aircraft was bumping throw some turbulence wile it lumbered through the air. I got to my feet grabbing my rig and sliding it over my head. After snapping my rig fully onto my body I sat on one of those very uncomfortable nylon bench seats along the wall. There were several bright flashes from outside the plane, there was no sound but at the time I didn’t think anything if it. When I got settled in I just draping the belt over my lap giving the illusion that I was strapped in, ha I am such a clever rebel.
My smugness was short lived a violent jolt and drop in altitude had me sprawled out on the floor of the cargo compartment, my cleverness has no bound. The movement of the plane made it quite hard to get to my feet “what the hell man did we land in the ocean or something sh…..”. My remarks cut short by a sharp forward dip, but this time my union with the floor was met with my face. This time the violent movement of the air craft was accompanied by another bright flash for outside. Again I tried getting to my feet, but this time with another flash of light the plane made sharp upwards climb and I was once again flat on my ass. “I give up!” I screamed, crawling on my hands and knees I make my way over to the ladder to the flight station.
I worked my way up the ladder with only a little protest of the crew in the back. “Gentlemen what is going on?” I said while stammering in grabbing the backs of the pilot’s chairs. Both pilots too focused on the task at hand just ignored me and continued doing there well pilot thing.
The man sitting to the right and rear of the Pilots, a blond man with e square head answered “we are in an electrical storm”. “What are you doing up hear any way” he inquired.
“I have been pressing the button for the flight attendant to get me a glass of water and she hasn’t come”. The man the glowered at me obviously no amused by my wit
“sir you need to return back down to the cargo hold and buckle in, until we get through the weird storm”.
“Weird” I asked not wanting to risk the ladder while the plane moving so erratically. “What is so weird about the storm?”
“Well seeing how we are thirty thousand feet above see lever flying over the Himalayas, and there seems to be purple lighting shooting up, yes I would say the storm is weird”. I just stood there mulling over what the man said, when another bright light and violent jolt of the plane, this time accompanied with a loud boom sent me face first in to the wall, I really need to sit down. When I staggered back and sat down on the bench seat at the rear of the flight station I could hear and alarm.
“Shit the number one engine has a fire in it” I could hear the pilot say.
“we need to get out of here” spat the copilot.
“but without number one out we can’t maintain our speed and altitude”. “We need to drop cargo” the pilot said. “Every I need you to strap in and hold on we are going to open the cargo door and drop our cargo” the pilot stammered into his headset.
The plane started to depressurize while I was heading back down the ladder, my ears about to pop. I got to the front of the cargo compartment securing the oxygen mask to my face and switching the regulator on. A cold rush of wind ripped through when the cargo door at the rear of the plane opened, and when I say cold I mean thousands of little daggers cutting into your skin cold. I had a better view of the storm when the door opened, long purple pink streaks of light were being emitted from the ground, there was no noise coming from the light itself.
The crew then released the cargo, it was a smooth operation until another sharp bump. The last pallet of cargo jumped the track slamming into one of the crew knocking him unconscious. The pallet, luckily was mostly luggage and not the hard metal containers that were first to let loose.
The man’s body was pushed violently against the wall, and then limply tumbled forward towards the open door. His harness kept him from falling from the plane, but the palate was wedged in the door causing the plane shake.
I didn’t think and maybe I should have because I tore the make from my head and ran to the rear. The crewman pulling on the rope of the harness and I pulling on the neck of the man’s flight suit we finally managed to heave him back in After myself and the other crew helped drag the man back into the plane we focused our efforts on the pallet of cargo. We felt like Sisyphus, no matter how hard we tried the wind the weight of the pallet had falling back into place, making it a futile effort.
“We need something to pry it loose” I shouted at the remaining crew.
“I got just the thing” he shouted while running to the front of the cargo bay. Too bad I will never know what it was, with another violent jolt and a bang the pallet came loose and I with it. I really should have sat down and strapped in but you know I’m a rebel
When I thought how I was going to die, don’t lie I know everyone does it some more than other. Back to the fact at hand when I use to think how I would die, it was always hail of gunfire, after heroic world saving event, what can I say I have seen a lot of movies. Falling from a plane to be forever lost in the many high peaks of the Himalayas not top on my list if anything a bit anti climatic if I do say so myself. It could always be worse I mean on the bright sight I will probably either freeze or suffocate before I will ever reach my rather abrupt end. So being the rather glass half full kind of person instead of trying to scream pray or beg for myself, I just closed my eyes and enjoyed the ride
I was just in the middle of the rather cliché life before my eyes thinking of my sins and triumphs, when instead of a cold impact I fell in to warm gelatin or that is what it felt like. It enveloped me and I could feel myself-slowing, not fast but just enough to stop death and prevent major injury. Maybe I was dead; I opened my eyes still in utilities with my rig still fastened to me not dead, unless death has a sick sense of humor. I looked around to see a kind of swirling pink and purple light, nope I am dead or not I don’t know. It was warm I could feel a slight tingle from either the light that licked my skin gently or the sensation returning to my joints. Then I ripped through the kind, lifesaving gelatin to continue my fast decent.
O come on either kill me or save me jeez fate can be such a tease. I looked around to see that the snow covered peaks have been replaced with a soft green forest and even a small village in the distant. It was also day time even though our flight was in the middle of the night. I was falling towards light pink clouds and it was much warmer than it was just moments ago. There were resisters when I rammed head first into the clouds, it felt more like cake batter then tuffs of water vapor and tasted like sugar. Ok what the hell I thought first I’m plummeting to my doom and now sugar tasting clouds, it’s the lack of oxygen to my head that’s it. When I broke throw the clouds I found myself once again starting my fall all over again “this is getting ridicules” I screamed in frustration. Then a large snap as my body made contact with canopy of the forest that was only 20 or so feet beneath the cake clouds. After several more snaps, that I hope was just the trees I lay face down on mossy ground, I noticed how comfortable the soft chocolate smelling ground was before slipping from consciousness
I awoke a few minutes later, or an hour later I really don’t know. Opening my eyes took a while, my eyes straining with the light. I drew my strength, my will to get to my feet. I took a deep breath, and immediately began to cough as what felt like a knife stabbed my left side right into my lung and each subsequent cough shot shocks of agony through my chest. Crap I must have broken a rib during my tumble through the branches. Clenching my side I rose to a knee, my head starting to spin. I closed my eyes starting to feel a little bit sick, each breath also making me want vomit. Ok function check time let me see what works and what doesn’t, I took several minutes rolling my shoulders moving my joints, bedsides felling like the tin man in need of an oil change everything worked.
Until I tried to rise to be feet, as soon as I put my right hand on the ground and pushed up, a shot of lighting ran up my arm all the way to my freaking teeth. With tears blurring my vision I look at my right hand, my pinkie figure was twisted outwards from my first joint, how in the hell did I miss that. I was just kneeling there trying to get my berthing under control I heart pounded and every time I tried to take a deep calming breath my cracked rib would send another jolt of pain into my chest. “Okay I don’t think it is broken just dislocated” I muttered in my opinion. I was in a pretty precarious situation, seeing how I just survived a fall from a plane, are in the middle of a dark drank forest in the middle of the Himalayas and unarmed and broken, jeez didn’t see this happening when I stared the day. Well I need to try and straighten my figure, I looked around and to see what supplies I could muster from my surrounding. There really wasn’t much round as in to make a splint, and I realized that I was to preoccupied with my body to really take in the forest. It was dark and slightly chilly far be it a lot warmer than it was in free fall. The three were dead looking and the branches were covered in kind hanging brown moss you would see in a swap. The canopy was thick and not a whole lot of light was able to break through to the ground, and no matter what I couldn’t break the feeling of impending doom. With a cold chill running down my back I decided that was enough lollygagging and I needed to get moving, to hopefully find that village I saw on the outskirts of the forest.
So not trying to think about the overwhelming pain I was about to put myself into, I started to fish around in my back pouch of my rig to find my Individual first aid kit. I got a role of gauze out, I opened it with my teeth and placed it between my legs. Putting a stick into my mouth, hey if it works in the movies there has to be some truth to it. I grabbed my pinky with left hand using my thumb as support against the joint. I breathed deeply, the pain in my side nothing to what will happen in just a moment. I braced myself and with on final deep breath I closed my eyes and yanked. Red hot pain shot all throughout my arm, I bit straight throw the twig and screamed out, and with a snap and a pop the small figure was seeded back in to place. I was I panting; sweat pouring from my brow my heart racing. Good god that hurt I thought to my self-fighting to calm myself down the cracked rib making sure I didn’t forget about him with every sharp intake of breath.
I finally managed to stop and compose myself, when a low almost inaudible growl from behind me. A stench like that of a mix of rotten eggs and over worn socks assaulted my noise. I turned to see a imposing form shaded but the dense canopy, slowly advancing in a low gliding crouch with glowing green eyes. The thing was about 4 feet tall, it looked like a dog a wolf, only it was made of wood an assortment of small twigs and large branches “oh crap”
I quickly rose to my feet trying to stay focused on what I was seeing. the creature moved closer its eyes fixed on me the low growl rumbling from its chest. Stepping back I reached up with my right hand and grabbed my knife from its sheath connected to the left support of my rig. I got the knife loose a nice 16 inch black tempered steal things, I griped in my hand the blade facing outwards and the sharp end facing my opponent,
With the sliest dip in the creatures stance it leaped forward, with out stretched legs with 3 inch wood claws that the end. with out any time to spare I went into a forward left roll, the claws missing my face by inches. I completed the roll on my feet and with out checking on the thing I started sprinting.
I was hard to maintain a full sprint, I had to constantly dodge low branches and stumps. Then a hot flash of pain in the left shoulder as the thing raked into me with its claws. The creature was in a forward jump when it got me; the force pushing me down to the ground. I hit the ground specks of blood hit and dripped down my face. I role over onto my back the to see its gaping mouth right over my head. It surly would have ripped my throat out if I had not jammed my left arm into its mouth instead. It was like a vice grip with fangs, the teeth ripped down to my bones, blood dripped from my arm onto my face as his head started to twist and rip. My knife jammed into the wooden throat of the beast, with all my might I twisted and broke several slivers of wood from it. The jaws released my arm to reveal a bloodied sleeve with bits of skin and muscle dangling loose, and a steady flow of dark red blood
The wood wolf stammered back it made a couple of raspy coughs and then just fell apart into a pile of twigs. I sat there dumbfounded not knowing what to make of it when the pain of fresh open wounds brought my attention to the urgency of the situation. I reached back to the small first aid kit, and this time grabbed a pack of quikclot. I spilled a bit of the powder when I ripped the pouch open. The powder burned but immediately began to congeal the blood stemming the flow. Then I took a hand full of the powder and haphazardly slapped it on my shoulder.
After catching my breath I put my knife back and stood up, as soon as I got to my feet I felt lightheaded. I stammered over to a large tree and leaned up against it. I pressed my back against the tree closed my eyes.
"Just s drop in blood pressure" I said aloud to myself. A rustling of leaves snapping a twigs and a couple of loud gowls, I opened my eyes the world still shaking to see three more wooden wolfs.
I let out a long sigh, I can't do this again and against three of them. "Hey fellas" I said to the hounds, "I promise you I don't taste very good and I am very chewy". The three wolfs obviously no perturbed by my wit slowly moved in for the kill.
Right before the lead wolf had a chance to pounce a booming impossible loud voice blew throw the trees "PRINCES TWILIGHT YOU HAVE SOMETHING THAT BELONGS TO ME!" The wood wolfs coward and fled from the voice. not wanting to look a gift horse in the mouth I took off, pushing towards a thinning area of the forest. I could see the sky clearly now, The edge of the forest was straight ahead but also was something else. I was frozen in place to see what looked like a 60 foot giant centaur. Four massive legs connected to that of an enormous horse like body covered in black fur, Its upper half a very human looking body bulging with muscles, its arms blood red and a chest of black, a long face with massive fangs and on top of its head two huge bowing horns.
I could just stand there in awe at the sight before me, was this the thing that called out and scared the wooden dogs. Then an orb of orange and red light started forming between its horns and with a mighty scream that shook the earth a beam of light the same color of the orb shot forth toward an unseen target. The wind from the blast pushed me down and had be sprawled out on the ground leaving me breathless. It took me a few moments to recover, when I finally regained my composure enough to stand a purple beam of light from some wear in the distance slammed into the giant
The beam past right past the thing carving out 7 foot deep 15 foot wide trench in the forest not 50 feet to my right. The wind that was generated was strong enough to send me tumbling, throwing tinny pieces of wood shrapnel into me. once again I was flat on my rear, I had to move what ever was in the midst of the battling had little disregard for there surrounding
I began to run again but I was slowed by my body being just so battered, I could see streaks of light and hear explosions of the to things that were ducking it out behind me. At one point I saw the centaur jump up and fly throw the air. I wanted to watch the battle but I knew I would probably blown away if I did.
it seemed like an eternity of running, my lungs on fire my cracked rib was like a red hot knife in the side, when in the distant I saw a small house at the edge of the forest. it was far and I was hurt but something said if I could make it I would be fine. I was closing in a sense of safety lingered in the back of my mind, if I could only reach it. I looked back in time to see a union of orange and purple beams, and what looked like a nuke. The flash light blinding and the wind like that of a hurricane. Between the light in the wind I was caught off balanced and was sent head long into something hard to be met with darkness
I'm on fire, o god it’s so hot. I stared around at the oppressive darkness, the place I was in was hot, I couldn't breathe. My heart is racing every time I try to take a deep breath if feels like I am breathing through a hot pillow. I try to get up and run but my limbs are lost in a thick cover I can't get free. The black starts to close in all around, I try frantically I try to break free but with no avail.
Cold freedom is draped over my eyes and forehead, the cool sensation shoots down my back and spreads to ever tip of my being. It felt good but I still needed to escape I again tried to break free when a small gentle pressure eased my flailing arm down. I didn't try and fight it I just let the soft almost paternal force calm me, a fairly familiar feeling of safety caused the darkness to retreat. Then the softest most beautiful voice graced my ears
"O my little guy, you have to relax you are safe" the voice assured me “Those mean timber wolfs really hurt you, and you need to stay still and rest or you will aggravate your wounds"
Her voice was just so calm and sweat that in information was almost a none issue. I immediately settled back down, now calm I took noticed that I was in a bed, a rather comfortable bed the big fluffy pillow had just enough support it was wonderful.
Becoming calm also had a dark side too; now that I could take the time to listen to my body I could hear every inch screaming at me. My left shoulder and fore arm were burning from the attack, my left side still stinging with each breath, every joint I could think of was tight, and muscles ached from the added stress from the adrenalin
I could hear my care giver rustling around for something, then a splash and the movement of water. She then removed the damp cloth from eyes, the light painful even thought my eye lid. I scrunched my face trying to block out as much of the light as possible.
"Oh dear I'm sorry" said the care taker. She placed another wet cool cloth on top of my eyes, ah sweet darkness. I tried to say thanks but when I opened my mouth nothing came out, I tried again and all I could muster was a small rasping noise and a couple of coughs.
"Water" I barely managed form the words, my throat felt like it was made of sand paper. "Please miss may I have a glass of water". It was hard and the words were very hard to understand.
"Oh yes, you poor thing must be dreadfully thirsty" I could hear her say as she got up and haste fully left the room. Huh? Sounded like more than two legs, was there multiple people in the room.
I was alone now body broken and damn near blind, I was in a pretty bad spot. And that thing from last night what did she call them Timber Wolfs, and that Centaur what was that. No whatever I saw or thought I saw it couldn't be real. Well what ever happened there are people hear that spoke English and hopefully that means communication, a way to call for pick up.
I calmed my mind and focused on the sounds of the room, I needed to figure out where I was. I was in a bed that was clear maybe a hospital. I touched both my arms gliding my hands along up to my elbow and running them over the back of the each other in turn. No I.V. lines any hospital with adequate supplies would most likely have started a saline drip. when the woman taking care of me left she went away from me, the door to the room must be opposite of me, I could hear her walk on what must be a wooden floor. A soft breeze came and washed over my head bringing in the smell of earth and vegetation, must be an open window right behind me. The breeze was warm, I fell onto the Himalaya Mountains it should be freezing and hard to breathe wear did this forest come from. I focused on wear I thought the window was, the soft rustle of leaves and the sounds of animals a dog some chickens, but no vehicles or people must be far from a town or city. I brought my focused back to the room, no sounds of any electronics not even a buzz of a florescent light, probably not in any hospital, a privet residents, that quaint cottage that was in the distant before I lost consciousness probably.
"All I am doing is getting the poor thing a glass of water" I could hear the care taker say from outside the room. The sound snapped my attention back to the fact there were people.
"But Fluttershy" this was a man’s voice, it low kind of gravelly voice. "I am trying to tell you these things are dangerous, they are not kind creatures" the man said.
That statement sent me for a loop, these things and creature what was he talking about. Did he figure because I am American I am not human, probably part of the many group of people who blame the United States for the world’s problems I will definitely have to remain on guard with this one. Fluttershy, what a weird name doesn't sound like it is from this area of the world, a pet name maybe? The two were speaking in English together in privet is English their native language.
I could hear footsteps coming closer several pairs of them at least three. "You need to trust me about this, I don't want you to get hurt" the man said right outside the door.
"No" said the woman, this time with a sharp undertone, "the poor little guy need my help, and I cannot just throw him out to the forest"
Wait what was I a small child or something, this conversation was making less sense as it went on
"Okay" the male voice said in defeat "I will be right outside if you need me, are we still going to have tea later?"
"Yes of course as soon as our hurt friend feels better" she said, back to her sweet nurturing tone. Something in the back of my head said, sweet that she was, she was also not one to be crossed. I settled my head back into my pillow I did not want her to see I was craning my neck to eavesdrop
I could hear footsteps; there it was again not just one set but two. "Hear you are little guy a nice cold glass of water". I started to push up to get to a sitting position even that took much more effort than it should. "No you must not do that you might hurt yourself" I could feel a gentle pressure as she tried to force my body back down to the bed. I grabbed her arm with my right hand; she let out a small surprised squeak as I did so.
I didn't mean to hold her but I did, I thought for a second that it was her clothing but it wasn't her arm was covered in hair. She gave a little resistance as I held her arm my thumb caressing the hair. The hair was short and coarse, I released my grip on her and she slowly retracted her arm from my grip. I softly felt her arm and the whole thing was covered in the short bristles of hair, there was no hand and fingers at the end just a hard but smooth end.
I could hear the thing to take a couple of steps back, there was just one she had four legs. "Who......What are you" I managed to crack out, in the confusion I neglected to drink the glass of water. The thing just squeaked again it was almost a pained sound, I felt concerned that I may have hurt her. I was at full alert again my body already to defend, the pain in my body slipping away to just an afterthought.
I pushed up sitting straight up in the bed, when I did I could hear another panic squeak and steps back. At the same time the damp wash cloth also fell from my eyes, the light like hot needles to my eyes. I fought the urge to slap my hand over my eyes, no matter how much it hurt I needed to see what was in the room with me. I blinked a lot trying to focus my eyes; the room was bright and very blurry. I stared over to my left my and there was a pink and yellow smudge I still couldn't see, I just hoped whatever it was would give me time to orient myself. I rubbed at my eyes blinking constantly after a short while I was able to see much more clearly. I looked over to my left but the thing had disappeared, I didn't hear it run away wear did it go? Then out of the bottom of my vision I see a moment, a form lay crouched next to the bed trying to hid as much of it from me. its head comes up from behind the mattress, a long flowing head of vibrant pink hair, pointed ears, big blue green eyes, pupils wide in apparent fear, a small muzzle, and covered in short fine yellow hair, our eyes meet.
"AHHHHH" we both screamed, she in a very high pitch, and I in a very manly manor. she scurried backwards remaining as low to the ground as possible ears flat to her head, and I also went backwards, falling from the bed. I tumbled back my hand or arm not having enough time soften my fall. I shoulders take most of the impacted, my feet and legs keep going in and next thing you know I am bent in half my toes touching the floor. Ehhh I am not supposed to bend this way.
I did a kind of awkward backwards roll, but I am still within the sheets. On one knee I fight my way out from underneath the sheets. I finally make my way out of the sheets and stand, immediately I feel dizzy, the room spins violently. I start the fall to my right and to make things worse my feet decide to tangle and I go falling to the floor. I lay there my eyes tightly shut my face mushed up against the floor with my rear sticking in the air. I work my way up on my knees and hands trying to keep any and all liquids in my stomach from escaping. I shake my head and look over towards the bed, the top of the things head is peering over the edge of the bed at me, and I stand up quickly just not so fast that I would want to pass out. When I got to my feet I put my back against the wall and just stared at down at it. was this really what was taking care of me and I took a fast glance down at my arm to see it wrapped tightly with white bandages, and well I was naked.
I crouched down, shifting my legs over to the right a bit, we two just stared at each other for a good moment. If this thing had really wanted to hurt me it had more than enough time while I was incapacitated, why drag me back to her home bandage me and put me in a bed, this may be screwed up and I am not sure what I am looking at but maybe I shouldn't be scared.
I was about to talk to ask her to reconcile, when a bright flash and a pop and there was something else in the room. There on the bed was long slender form, it was a mishmash of animal parts, each limb was a from a different creature, its head was that of a horse and with one horn and one antler on its head. I could just sit there my mouth open.
"What are you doing to Fluttershy" it was the same voice from before, but this was no man. I couldn't bring out my voice, my heart pounded in my chest, my eyes fixated on his yellow eyes there was something very unnerving about them, He stayed low to the bed, not blinking he stated deep into me. I could do nothing but slid cautiously along the wall, hoping I could make it to the door and make my escape. At that moment a thought crossed my mind that even if I escape wear would I go, it was becoming ever more apparent that everything was real, the wood wolfs that huge centaur and now frankendragon over there. I could clearly see the rest of the other thing, it was very horse like in body and limbs but her face was not, and well last time I checked horses in my reality didn't speak English or at all.
I was still inching myself against the wall staying low my back pressed against the wall, I staring intently into the serpents eyes he staring right back. I was panicked, my heart racing a cold sweat starting to form on my brow. Now don’t get me wrong I was scared when I was face to face with the wood wolfs, and the centaur was enormously powerful, and the yellow horse caught me off guard.
This was different the, everything about this being was terrifying and I could sense that it had no care or want for me to be around. I left hand felt a break in the wall, I had made it to the door way, but I definitely didn’t want to turn my back to this thing. The yellow horse was standing now, I guess the serpent empowered her to stop cowering, she was maybe 4 and a half feet talk kind of short for a horse she was more like a pony. My arm was almost entirely around the edge of the door, it was now or never I had to make my break for it. With one swift movement I twisted around and took off through the door. The door opened up to a small balcony and a stare case, I kind of wish I took notice of the stares sooner but I was in a bit of a rush. It was kind of a surprise my brain expected to hit solid ground but it wasn't there. I started to fall forward, and an audible pop came from my ankle when my foot finally met the steps. My right shoulder hit hard, thank the stars that the slop was not steep or I would have tumbled to the bottom, I was laying on my back staring at the ceiling for a good moment or at least that is what it felt like.
“Where do you think you are going”? The serpent said, his voice now more malicious. The voice snapped me back, I rolled to my front and Got to my feet, I jumped the last three steps. My ankle screamed at me when I impacted, I had no time to worry about it I need to keep on moving. The door to the outside was right across the room, it was the kind of door that was cut in half wear the top and the bottom could open independently of each other. The top door was open, I made my break, I wouldn't have time to open the door I was just going to jump. I jumped forward I was going to glide over and roll the perfect action move.
Most of my body had cleared the door, I was home free, but then a pop and bright light. Next thing I knew I was outside at least 6 feet above the ground still in my forward dive. I was able to move my arms in front of my head just in time, I hit the ground and made and ungraceful roll once again ending up flat on my back.
The sky was nice and blue a few whit fluffy clouds floated lazily throw the sky, the sight was very peaceful I almost got lost. Then another snap, I lifted just my head the effort to move the rest of my body was too much. There he was frankendragon and evil grin and malice in his eyes. “Oh come on buddy, is this any way to treat a house guest”?
“A guest don’t make me laugh, you are no guest you are bug that Fluttershy happened to feel bad for” the dragon said reproachful, he was low walking on all for limbs. Pink clouds started to form around his head. There was a thud and my vision went pink My face was buried in the pink tail of Fluttershy, I was able to get her tail out from in front of my face, a cold sweat and a lump in my throat when I saw that she had planted get left hind leg inches from the crook of my legs, I swallowed.
Fluttershy in a upwards stance, and she had wings they were not planted against her body but spread in a way to make her look bigger to a predator. She took several steppes forward and in that stern tone of voice "Discord is this the way that you treat my sick animals?" "Ehhh um well you see" the serpent this Discord backed down from his advanced. I was able to muster up some will power to crawled back.
"This human was going to hurt you" Discord said his head low to the ground. "Yes he did startled me but he is just as scared as I was this little guy couldn't hurt a fly" she had resorted back to her baby voice when she directed her comments towards me "But Fluttershy". "No buts mister you will not hurt the poor thing" she had flown over and ruffled my hair. So in this world am I the animal, or did she think that I was some sort of child.
"Enough!" I shouted pushing Fluttershy's arm eh leg off my head, I sat up crossed my legs and arms in a very defiant manner. "What, where am I" I stared at the serpent intently not wanting to take my eyes off him in case he decided to throw me around again. Fluttershy had took several steps to the left I could just barely see her out of the corner of my eyes.
"Well um you see" I could hear the tepidness in her voice again "you are in my back yard". I raised an eye brow at her "No really" I said, I took a deep breath a twinge of pain from my rib I but I bared it. "I am in your back yard, but wear on god's green earth is you house" I added a little bit of a snap to my voice. Fluttershy opened her mouth to talk but I cut her off "I can guaranty there is no place on earth in winch there are talking horse's and" I pointed over at discord "whatever the hell that thing is"
Discord scowled at me but remained silent. "I just want to know where I am and how I got here and how can I leave" I put my head into my hand "and another thing wear are my clothing". I had just realized again that I was naked.
"O my I didn't mean to upset you, please you don't have to shout; your clothing is inside my cottage" she had glanced behind me probably towards her cottage but I did not feel like turning my back on the serpent Discord. "I washed them and they are hanging up to dry, when we found you were awfully dirty and and..." she closed her eyes and shuttered a bit "there was a lot of blood". Fluttershy took a deep breath in, it looked like the thought of blood troubled her. "You were hurt bad, I tried to lift you up but you were too heavy for me to carry but thanks to Discord we were able to get you inside cleaned and bandaged.
"So if you were the one to carry me in" I pointed looked over at Discord "Why were you trying to kill me before?"
"I did not try to kill you, if I did you would not be breathing I merely thought that you were trying to hurt my dear friend Fluttershy and wanted to stop you". A cold shutter went down my back and the hairs stood up on end, something told me that what he said was true. But not wanting to show weakness to this guy or maybe it was a lack of sense or some sort of developing brain aneurysm I decided to poke the dragon.
"O really" I said pumping up my chest "so you thing that you could have killed me you side show, blender monster". Yes not one of my best comebacks but hey I wasn't at a hundred percent. "I may not have ever faced anything as ugly as you but I sure faced thing floating in my toilet more dangerous then you" and just for added measures I stuck my tongue out at him
"Why you insolent little monkey" Discord growled advancing, "you would have died if not for me, I can break you in more ways than one"
"Ha with a face like that all you can break is a mirror" I shot back, I managed to rise to my feet. we slowly got closer to each other Discord with a daggers in his eyes and I wish grin from ear to ear.
"Stop it now!" Fluttershy screamed, we both flinched and looked over at her. "Discord that is no way for you treat our guest, and you" she glowered at me, and I go to say it was a bit frightening, "is that anyway you thank someone who helped save you". I stood there my mouth opened the dried lump back in my thought "um well I guess not", I felt like I was back in preschool when I was scolded for teasing another child. "Well then please apologize"
I was taken aback, I looked over at discord his eyes looking like lasers would shoot from them and strike me down. "Hey ah dude I I'm sorry K, are we cool"?
Discord opened his mouth taking in a deep breath, but a sideways look at Fluttershy and he quickly abandoned he planes to verbally assault me "apology accepted" he said in a manner of surrender. Discord turned his back to me and started to walk away then he paused and uttered on last message. "But remember" he turned to face me, he didn't have any eyes in his head, just to dark holes. I stepped back from the sight. Then I felt two something’s start climbing my back. They climbed up to either shoulder. I looked both way and on both shoulders were dark yellow eyes, both of them staring intently "I have my eyes on you". And with that Discord and his eyes vanished.
My knees gave out and once again was sitting on the ground, after seeing Discord eyes and then just vanish into thin air the full impact of what I was seeing hit me. I am sitting here in the yard of a talking horse who might be best friends with the devil; I hope this won't get any worse.
"Maybe you should come inside and get cleaned up" I almost forgot about Fluttershy I looked to my left, she had walked over to me and sat down.
"You are right um miss may I have my clothing". "Yes please fallow me it is hanging up right over hear” she took of in a slow trout behind me. I stood up, once again my body reminding me just how upset it was at me. I limped over to the cottage a cloth line hung up between it and a tree, my clothing and my rig set out to dry, I quickly located my skivvies and slid them on, and then I saw my utility top, a big hole had been ripped in the shoulder and arm and stained with blood. "Hey Fluttershy was it" I turned to face her, she looked back not knowing if to run or not. "Thank you, this place is sure crazy but I probably would have been done if not for you".
"Oh I could never abandon a poor hurt animal, and taking care of creatures is my very special talent". She was beaming at me now "Oh dear come on inside your arm", I looked down to see that the bandages on left arm had been covered in dirt and blood was starting soak through, I grabbed my rig and fallowed Fluttershy inside. Now that I wasn't being chased by Discord I was able to take notice of the downstairs of the cottage. It was very cozy it had a couple of miss matched seats and a nice stone fireplace with pans hanging over it, a dresser and about ten or so bird houses with holes in the wall with little walkways I could see squeals and other small rodents scampering along. The weirdest thing was not the animals but her house; it was so clean even though she had so many little critters freely moving throughout the house. "Okay sit over hear and let’s get you cleaned up" she had led me to a small stool, as soon as I sat she flew off into another room, wow her wings actually work, cool.
I was amazed at just how much Fluttershy could do not having fingers, she got a bucket of water with soap helped me re dress my arm and shoulder and was about to help wipe off the dirt before I insisted I was capable of doing it. The cuts were bad and probably needed stitches but no matter how much she could do without hands I wouldn't let her try and stitch me up. But luckily I had steri strips inside my rig and was able to use them to mostly close up the wounds and I even got that glass of water it was amazing.
When all was done Fluttershy insisted that I go to sleep, and I was too tired to argue with her. I guess in my condition I probably wouldn't be able to leave anytime soon so I will be able to get information from her tomorrow. It took me a little bit of time to get to the top of the stairs, but it was worth it, the bed was more comfortable then it was earlier. Fluttershy draped another cool damp cloth over my head and eyes, and almost immediately could feel myself slip into the dark void of sleep the last thing that I could remember from that day is her singing a lullaby in the sweet maternal voice and then once again darkness.
